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J'avais les larmes aux yeux pendant le solo de Tatoo'd Lady .... (personne ne comprenait.. lol)
Ca me fait le même effet
- il doit vraiment y avoir quelque chose de très particulier dans ce solo.
c'est clair y'a un truc !
le truc c'est que Rory joue chez lui
et qu'il parle peut-être d'une femme qu'il aurait connu , ceci expliquant peut-être l'effet que Tattoo'd Lady nous procure
Si tu lis les paroles, tu comprendras qu'il ne parle pas d'une "femme qu'il aurait connu" - il se compare aux membres d'un cirque itinérant, avec les femmes tatouées, les bébés barbus, les cracheurs de feu etc ... très beau texte poétique, il avait aussi une bonne plume
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TATTOO'D LADY
Tattoo - 1973
Tattoo'd Lady,
Bearded baby,
They're my family.
When I was lonely,
Something told me, where,
I could always be.
Where I could,
Wish for pennies,
If we had any.
You'd meet me down,
At the shooting gallery.
Yes I'm a,
Fair ground baby.
Wonder what made me,
Fall for the pearly queen.
I spent my youth,
Under canvas roof,
As I roamed from town to town.
I'm not fooling,
When I say I got no schoolin',
Never liked the class bell sound.
From the caravan,
I hear the fairground band,
Sounding good as they can be.
You know I can't be found,
But if you look around,
Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn.
Alright...
Now hear it on the loud speaker say,
The fire eater is a real fine sight to see,
Yeah he's a death cheater,
Some kind of central heater,
Be sure to save a seat for me.
Let me tell you 'bout wicked Sadie,
She's no baby,
The law came,
And tried to close her sideshow down. But soon she had the D.A. cheering,
The police chief wearing,
Her garter for a crown.
I spent my youth,
Under canvas roof,
As I roamed from town to town.
I'm not fooling,
When I say I got no schoolin',
Never liked the school bell sound.
From the caravan,
I hear the fairground band,
Sounding really good as they can be.
You know I can't be found,
But if you look around,
Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn.
Yeahh...
Tattoo'd Lady,
Bearded baby,
They're my family.
When I was lonely,
Something told me, where,
I could always be.
Where I could,
Wish for pennies,
If we had any.
You'd meet me down,
At the shooting gallery.
Tattoo'd lady........
In rod we truss.
"Quelle opulence" - themidnighter
"It's sink or swim - shut up!"
